I cannot wait to have a laundry machine in the kitchen

For some reason, school seems to think it's cool to charge exorbitant amounts for me to do the essential task of laundry. Then malfunctioning machinery leads me to lose 50 kroner in one go and I'm left trying to pick up the pieces. AND they charge you 25 kroner for every 100 kroner card you buy. AND I have to walk outside in the freezing cold without my warmer clothes (because they're in the laundry) to get to the laundry room. It is quite terrible. I write this mild diatribe for two reasons: 1) These are the little things I deal with on a regular basis, as I planned to describe and 2) I have to do my laundry today. I slept for 16 hours last night, I've eaten nothing but cereal for the last 36 hours or so, and surprisingly I don't feel like my body's going to explode. Apologies for the corniness of the last post, but as I said sleep deprivation is a powerful thing. The other problem, though, is that describing something like I was feeling yesterday necessitates some use of corniness. No excuse, but there it is. The next stop in this stream of consciousness is Sweden. I'm not going to write a whole travelogue of Sweden just yet, but I will just say that one thing we saw was a little girl peeing in the planter of a really nice hotel. It was as out-of-place as a fire engine in a string quartet. Just had to mention that because I didn't want to forget.